yeah, you've got rhymin skills but your mind's blind from knowledge
so now it's time to kill cuz im in power
i have, climbed up hills, and rebuilt like twin towers
my life by will unlike the cowards hidin still right under
i've encountered thrills, and found out that blood does spill
while you're prolly scroungin dollars for ya water bill
ya look like Powder, im for real, go get some sun light, oh, you're gonna peal?
well, what's the deal, this is a done fight on this "Holy-Field"
im a box ya and ya soul i'll steal, below in Hell you're off ta
then i'll just chill, watchin for an offer on this forum
or even a call from Lauren Hill to seal my album
but you won't see it at all tho, they'll be like "where is Waldo?"